Break time!

Well, debate is at rest for a while. I feel that I've given people clues toward affs and negs for Jan-Feb, and assuming that the world doesn't end, I'll seek inspiration over the holidays for some reason to teach ID in science classes for the poor Pfffters...

I was rather taken by the fact that O'C has come down with a severe case of VBD (Venereal Baudrillard's Disease, or something like that). I was reminded of the Craven One Hundred (Big Bronx) in the warm outpouring of get-well wishes from his admiring fans—AKA the people who want him to pick them up next time out—on the PLO site. This is, of course, why we don't serve ziti at Bump. If we had had Bump, and O'C had been there, chowing down on vegan wedges with Chetan, this never would have happened. Anyhow, I was tempted to add my thoughts to that warm outpouring, but the only thing I could think of to post was the phrase "Who's Jon Cruz?" and maybe the craven horde wouldn't have appreciated the sentiment... Since O'C is one of the few people I know for a fact who read this blog (certainly my novices don't, although there is that poltroon, the legendary interloper, that's right, you!), I'm sure he'll find out soon enough that I do hope for him to get well soon. I hate to pick on somebody when they're down.

I'll be going off into the twilight for a while, Holidaying hither and zither till New Year's, so I probably won't post anything. I may not even have 'net access for a while. We're going up to Boston, where I hope to see the Star Wars exhibit. They even have a Milennium Falcon ride! So as I heard O'C say as he rode outta sight, Merry Christmas to all, and to all a—Milennium Falcon ride? Let me outta here, Nurse Ratched!!!